Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Back from Manhattan

Here is a synopsis of my trip.

Plane ride....zoooooooom (watched HGTV most of the way to while away the time in the air).

Crazy taxi ride to hotel. Honk, swerve, honk, honk, honk.

Walked all over the town. Times Square, Broadway, Empire State Building, 30 Rock (next to hotel...this turned into home base), Central Park, 5th Avenue Stores (didn't buy much, mostly looked), Grand Central Terminal, the U.N.

My favorite skyscraper is the Chrysler Building. So beautifully crafted and the griffins are a great touch to the design.

I am sick of paninis (ate two and that was enough).

I didn't have to wear my Raybans while there. The buildings blocked the glare of the sun. They also blocked the wind. My dear old Dad told me they are the "cement canyons". So true.

Private car back to JFK (great, calm ride) and

ZOOOOOOOooooooom home. The air traffic and wind were on our side and the trip was not as long as anticipated here.

Yeah.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Paint


I painted my bedroom aviary nest by Freshaire and am prepping a bathroom to paint (color not completely decided yet....a shade of white per young Master B's instructions).

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Travel planning~


Okay.

Going to Manhattan soon.

Going with the well known, favorite daughter Qui (also known as Magic Girl).

Trying to figure out the layout of the area and how to get around it.

Maps on walls, in books, on the web.

Staying at a landmark Art Deco Hotel (built in 1928, see picture at top of this posting) in an exclusive Eastside neighborhood in Manhattan. It is located just steps from the United Nations.

Oh!

What to visit? Grant's Tomb? The U.N. (gotta), Rockefeller Plaza (and NBC Studios)? Central Park? Statue of Liberty? Ellis Island? Jewish Deli's? Pizza parlors?

Flying into JFK and driving through Queens and taking Grand Central Pkwy to Manhattan.

Hope the weather is nice during the trip.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Story of the Rabbit


Once there was a rabbit. She lived in a wooden box in the fig tree forest.
She ate timothy hay and pellets and drank clean water from a little crock that had pictures of rabbits' silouettes on the sides.
She was kind and sweet and beautiful. She was a rabbit who knew her place in the world.

Sometimes, the door to her wooden box would open wide and she would hop out the door into the garden surrounding the fig tree forest.

She would leap and fling her body around and feel the earth beneath her rabbit feet. She would snif the ground. The plants. The air. She would look around for other creatures to connect with.
Kind dogs. Vocal bluejays. Humans who happened near.

She would feel alive. Feel great love. Feel like life was very good indeed.

Eventually, she would hop back into the door of the wooden box and settle in to her nest of fuzzy carpet and hay and she would snuggle herself into the box and wait for the future with contentment in the present.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Okay. Halloween WAS fun.

Suffice it to say.

A party of men and women eating good food, having yummy cake and really talking and playing music and singing IS the way to go on Halloween. Dancing adds the extra little something to it too.


Wait a minute....the World Series on a large screen was even cool.

Hope you had a nice one.